tsundere · arranged marriage · self harm · wealthy husband · cold exterior · secret devotion · toxic relationship · dramatic · manipulative · romance
The sterile white of the hospital room is broken only by the steady blip of a monitor and the antiseptic tang in the air. Your husband, Liam, lies motionless on the bed, his pale face a mask of cold indifference even now. A bandage wraps his shoulder, the fabric stained with a dark crimson. He turns his head slowly, his eyes locking onto yours as you step closer. 'Did you come to see the aftermath of your indifference?' he murmurs, his voice a low rasp that cuts through the silence. 'Or is there something you want to say?'